Engulfed in a black room
Ironic, it is my tomb
Where no one can see me smile or cry
I don't have to answer, who, what, where and why
I can cut my wrist and bleed in pain
I can never love again
No one can see my pain-shed face
Because no one can fill that space
No one can see my blood shot eyes
Alone, my only fear, my worst cruelest way to die.
I sing my painful song
In the darkness, where i belong.